The wise master was tall and slender, with delicate features and deep-set eyes that seemed to see through everything.

The light of wisdom emanating from his forehead gave him a special aura, making him appear exceptionally mysterious and awe-inspiring.

Although his beard was gray, it revealed a sense of age and accumulated wisdom.

Several young monks followed behind Master Zhihui, each of them clearly a disciple of Shaolin.

The young monks stood respectfully beside the wise master, as if listening to his teachings and guidance.

When the Master of Wisdom noticed Qin Ze's presence, a gentle smile appeared on his face, as if he had already anticipated Qin Ze's appearance here.

Without hesitation, he put down his work and walked towards Qin Ze.

Both Li Hui and Li Xue felt a sense of awe upon the arrival of Master Wisdom. As a giant in the cultivation world, Master Wisdom's existence commanded respect.

They immediately bowed in respect to the wise master.

Master Zhihui had a kind face and smiled as he looked at the two Wudang disciples. His gaze was as warm as if he were bathed in a gentle breeze: "Two young disciples from Wudang, it seems you have also come to participate in the grand gathering of cultivators."

Li Hui and Li Xue had long heard of Master Zhihui's reputation. Seeing him in person, they were filled with both awe and excitement, and replied, "Master Zhihui, that's right. We came with our master, Daoist Tiansong, to participate in this grand event."

The wise master smiled and nodded, as if he could read their minds: "This grand gathering of the cultivation world is a rare opportunity, and I hope you can benefit from it. Wudang, Shaolin, Quanzhen, and other sects will share their experiences here, contributing to the unity of the cultivation world."

Li Hui and Li Xue were deeply shocked. The wise master's words carried an extremely profound meaning, as if reminding them to seize this opportunity.